Sceptic in Perspective

It's a straight and narrow path Or is it fate which takes our hand? Play the game, praise the man that fakes the master plan Take the rough with the smooth Whose loss do we lose? What else could we disprove? Who shapes the abuse? You prostitute integrity and blindly steal identity Buy it out and watch it die Fashion talks, the bullshit flies Bite your tongue and breathe a sight Take the fall or take the climb Streamlined and new improved A nation sadly out of tune Is it just old-fashioned - creation with a passion? Just an observation of a machine generation Push this Push this The same old song The same old song The same old song The same old song Is the message lost in this, that's not politics? There's a rhyme to this reason They're one and the same Take the heart they've broke And the money they've choke You're left with no answer To this industry chancer Just an observation of a machine generation Push this Push this The same old song The same old song The same old song The same old song Push this Push this